"Madam, Your Majesty has just woken up once and is just asleep now. If you need it, you can talk to him...that's it!"

After the doctor finished giving the instructions, he stopped saying more. Although the meaning in his words was unclear, it was very easy for people to guess something. Russian queen Angelica looked at her husband from the glass window, and tears couldn't help but flow from her eyes.

He lay there weakly, with tape on his nose fixing the oxygen tube. His face was as pale as a medical quilt covered him.

"This...this is my husband...this...this is all because of me!"

Before coming, the Russian queen Angeli, who stopped her tears and put on thin makeup, blocked her nose with a handkerchief. Looking at the Russian Emperor Aleksey lying there, she believed that no one in this world could understand the guilt and pain.

“Can I call?”

Angelica's inquiry made the two "Raptors" members who had been following her look at each other, and seemed to have no idea why she didn't look at her husband at this moment, but wanted to call.

Is this not a strange thing, not a strange request?

The Russian queen Angelica seemed to remember the wonderful use of the handkerchief. She used it to quickly clean up her tears. A decisive and determined look appeared on her face, but her reaction made the people accompany her feel confused, and even had some amusement about the perseverance on her face.

Although they didn't understand why Tang Yunyang ordered them to imprison the Russian queen Angelica, from the moment they were imprisoned, the woman in front of them was actually no longer a queen, but just an enemy.

"Call up?"

The surprise in the other party's inquiring tone seemed to remind Angelica that her identity at the moment was just a detained military prisoner. As for how to deal with it, it is not certain, how could she allow her to call.

"I just want to call Mr. Pepelyaev, the Prime Minister of the Russian Empire, so His Majesty has very important things to tell him."

At this time, one of the soldiers who escorted her, pressed her hand on the button next to her ear, as if she was changing the channel to contact someone. For a moment, when he put down his hand, he spoke.

"Okay, you can make this call, but we have to monitor the whole process!"

Angelica knew that the person who spoke might have just asked Tang Yunyang or someone else for her request. Now she didn't care whether there was anyone listening. She just needed to do one thing, and then the unbearable revenge the Soviet government suffered would inevitably come.

At this time, the soldier who was guarding her with her took out Angelica's cell phone from the bag on her body. Angelica, who had decided everything, no longer avoided anything. Why? Everyone saw the reason soon.

"Du...Du...Hey, I'm Pepeliav, you're..."

Angelica could hear that there was concern in the tone of the Prime Minister of the Russian Empire, Pepelyaev, which also made Angelica understand that he had been under tremendous pressure.

It must have been after something happened to me and my party, the Chinese Association of Stalingrad, who received the request for assistance, handed the news directly to the system of the Federal Military Intelligence Bureau of China, and from there to Tang Yunyang's hands.

Naturally, Prime Minister Pepeliaev, who has always had to help his Majesty clean up the mess in such matters, was severely questioned. Although he is the prime minister of a country, he believes that the leader of any country in the world will feel great pressure when the President is questioned by the Chinese Federation.

Now, Angelica wanted to know whether Prime Minister Pepeliaev had opened the most important envelope. She trusted Pepeliaev as much as her husband, as she knew, as she was a politician who was loyal to and only to the Russian royal family.

Angelica tried her best to calm her voice, as if nothing had happened.

"Mr. Pepelyaev, it's me, I'm Angelica!"

"What, you...oh, my Queen, where did you and Your Majesty go? I heard... I heard that Your Majesty was injured, what about you? Are you okay? My God..."

A series of inquiries and a little complaint immediately showed the situation of Prime Minister Pepelyaev. On one side was Tang Yunyang and Russian princess Anne Taylor's inquiry, and on the other side was his own commitment - his commitment to the Russian royal family. This left him in the middle and didn't know how to deal with himself.

"I'm very sorry, Pepelyaev is the one who caused trouble for you and everyone. So please forgive me!"

When he said this, Angelica's voice trembled, which made Pepeliaev on the other end of the phone seem to feel something. Before Angelica could finish her words, he asked a question.

"Why... Did something happen to His Majesty the Queen?"

"No, please...Pepelyayev please stop asking questions. What I want to tell you is, please open that envelope... and do exactly as required on the envelope!"

After saying that, Angelica threw down the phone and handed the phone back to the members of the "Raptors" behind her. Then Angelica took care of her hair and asked the person who escorted her.

"Can I go in and see my husband now?"

The two of them still didn't say a word, but one of them pushed open the door for her, and the other made a gesture of inviting her. Angelica quickly walked towards her husband's hospital bed and came to the Russian emperor.

At this moment, the Russian emperor's face, which had lost too much blood, looked extremely pale. On his lips, some white transparent films showed that he had lost a lot of blood. The blood bag hanging there was constantly transfusion of blood was entering drops of blood into his body, but it seemed that it did not help much in his condition.

Angelica sat on the small sofa beside the hospital bed. She grabbed her husband's arm without a ventilator and unexpectedly patted his hand.

"Alekhe...Alekhe..."

One of the members of the "Raptors" who was following her was about to step forward to stop her behavior, but she was blocked by another person.

When Alecher, who woke up in a sleepy state, opened his eyes and saw his wife and the soldiers behind his wife. This made him frown and make some noises from his throat. The sound was like an athlete who had no time to rest after a vigorous exercise.

"Angelica...is my wife...is the queen of Russia. You...you can't...go out...go out...!"

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"Dear, Alecher, I...I'm sorry for you. You love me like this, but I...I'm a..."

Russian Emperor Aleksey tried hard to lift his hand, trying to touch his wife's hair that looked like sunshine.

"No, don't cry, Angelica, I know, I know everything! Believe me, that's not a great thing, I'll explain it clearly in that envelope! He...he...that Satanic Eagle, won't blame you!"

The words of the Russian Emperor Aleksche shocked Angelica. She didn't understand her dearest husband. Even though she knew her true identity, why didn't he just expose herself and why he had to follow her advice to come here.

"I... Alecher, I'm all the things I've killed, and I've killed everyone!"

Russian Emperor Alekhei caressed his wife's delicate cheeks with his hands.

"Oh, you are my stupid girl! Do you know that these losses, everything that everyone loses, cannot be blamed for you. Because this is love, it is because we all love the great Russia."

Angelica used her face to attach herself to her husband's hand with heat. It seemed that only his hand could give herself strength and make the right choice.

"But I...I need help, I need...I can't face...Alekhei, my dear husband, if you can still help me, I beg you...I will help me!"

Her eyes looked at her husband's eyes, and her pampering for herself that was revealed in his eyes. But it was precisely because of this pampering eyes that her heart kept tightening. The pain made her whole body tremble and she could not struggle.

At this time, the Russian Tsar's eyes became brighter, and a gentle smile was hanging on the corner of his bearded mouth. Perhaps because he had already felt his life passing by rapidly, and he wanted to tell himself what he wanted to say most as soon as possible.

"Don't do stupid things, do you understand!"

As he said that, the Russian Tsar slanted his eyes inconspicuously, but then he became short of breath. The head that had fallen on his wife's shoulders and grabbed her clothes tightly.

"What should I do...don't...don't..."

Speaking of this, his last breath became shorter, weaker and smaller, but his eyes were staring at his beloved wife tightly. At this time, Angelica's hand was nearby, and the place her husband had just pointed out with her eyes, and a small syringe was taken into her hand.

"I promise you, my dear Alekshei. I won't drink that bowl of Mengpo soup when crossing Naihe Bridge. If there is a next life... let's be a confused couple in the next life!"
Chapter completed!